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1989 - Portugal. The Man
I was born in 1989
All we could do
No shakes or coughs or burst relief
Or lists of all the things
Just minutes
Making minds
I was born in 1989
All we could do
But the making never made
The comers never came
But I still felt that awful news
It was patience that we had
And the miles that we had left
That held us there
Until we could let go
I was born in 1989
Over soon
No moon children or people's sun
No ringing in my ears
When I felt that awful news
It was patience that we had
And the miles that we had left
That held us there
Until we could let go
It was patience that we had
And the miles that we had left
That held us there
Until we could let go
Until we could let go
I was born in 1989
All we could do
That never your part nobody
That never your part nobody
Die
Felt that awful news
It was patience that we had
Miles that we had left
That held us there
Until we could let go
It was patience that we had
Miles that we had left
That held us there
Until we could let go
Until we could let go